when i spit, critics like to joke then give me a label///
so now im unstable, jump through the computer and choke them with their own telephone cabels///
ive been sick ever since i sliced out my moms naval//
im that "FATAL", i battled pac, snatched his mic and shattered his halo
when 2 attacked me i was unable, so i decided to make a twin outta some play-dough//i made his eyes red and his brain glow//then summoned his "flows" from the nearst volcaneos, now you need an army to stop me///
you or Hitman couldnt harm me, especialy in those bodies///
but which one of you, is the other ones copy??//
you cant top me, you guys go together like tube socks///
both comin off wack, and rockin the same lame picture of 2 pac

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GangGreen

"It aint all about economy///So the fact that all these wack MC's is makin G's dont bother me///Honestly, my number one policy is quality"